Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 847 Zhou Xun takes action and the ghosts become gods!
Sensing the changes in the lightning spear, King Jiuyou was stunned at first, and then became furious.
"Zhou Xun, how dare you play tricks on me!"

It turned out that Zhou Xun's polite and ancient monk-like behavior was just to trick him into taking out the spear.

Then use the connection of the Purple Jade Lightning Spear itself to make it merge quickly.

In addition, the spear shaft of the Purple Jade Lightning Spear has been successfully refined by Zhou Xun. Once the fusion is successful, whose orders will this Lightning Spear obey?
it goes without saying!

Zhou Xun smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and the purple jade lightning spear turned into a purple light and flew back to hover in front of him, and was grasped in his hand.

Suddenly, a feeling of power arose.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuyou, you are wrong. It's just a trick, not a joke. But I would like to thank you for the spearhead!"

At the same time, this scene also fell into the eyes of other people.
Many human monks laughed:

“Hahaha, you are worthy of being Master Wangchuan, you made King Jiuyou lose face as soon as he showed up!”

As soon as Zhou Xun showed up, he gained a great advantage, which made them feel proud.

Some people even began to mock King Jiuyou's "lack of wisdom" to his face, trying to make him lose his mind and unable to respond calmly.

The same is true for the four great commanders.

Xiping King Ji Feng smiled heartily and was in a good mood:

"As the saying goes, there is always a way out. To deal with this ghost king, it turns out that Lord Zhou is the one who needs it!"

"It is said that Lord Zhou had defeated the King of Nine Netherworld before. Now it seems to be true!" King Jin Jiao nodded repeatedly.

Although the two were rivals in the past, now the human and demon tribes have joined forces to fight against the ghost tribe.
Zhou Xun has experience in rescuing the Purple Dragon Demon King and has many years of fighting friendship, so he has long been one of us.

Master Wuxin smiled and nodded continuously.
Nonsense, Zhou Xun is half a disciple of Yun Ku Tian Jun, so in this way, he is also a disciple of their Boluo Temple.
Naturally, I am proud of it.

Only True Lord Yan Yang of Luoyang Immortal Sect, although smiling on the surface,

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Looking at the semi-spiritual thunder spear that was slowly taking shape, he was reminded of an event recorded in the sect!
"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Yan Yang?" Perhaps because he noticed something was wrong with him, King Jin Jiao asked.
"Zhou Zhenjun is a thunder cultivator. Now he has a thunder semi-spiritual treasure in his hand. It is only a matter of time before he defeats the Nine Nether King!"

The human cultivators were becoming more and more pleased, but King Jiuyou was becoming more and more ashamed. As he listened to the conversation, his aura became increasingly depressed.
"It's just a gun tip, do you think you can take me down?"

"Zhou Xun, even if you have a half-spiritual treasure, can you activate it? Take it, let me see how much you have improved!"

The King of Jiuyou returned defeated last time, and received personal instruction from his father, the Ghost Emperor, which greatly increased his strength, several times greater than before.
Together with this semi-spiritual treasure specially customized for him, he is invincible below the level of God Transformation!
The ghost energy around King Jiuyou surged wildly, and towards the front, a ball of black poisonous fog swept out.

At the same time, the Netherworld Bone-Corroding Whip in his hand suddenly swelled, and the dark green runes on the tip of the whip tripled in size, transforming into thousands of poisonous dragons, roaring and pouncing towards Zhou Xun's throat.

"Suffer death——"

Sensing the power of this attack, Zhou Xun secretly compared it with the first time he fought against this guy.

As expected, his strength has greatly improved and is incomparable to before.

But, he, the King of Nine Netherworld, was not the only one who made progress.
He was able to suppress him then, and he can still do it now!
"Well done!"

Zhou Xun looked indifferent, but unfortunately there were many cultivators watching the battle, including cultivators from the Luoyang Immortal Sect, so it was not convenient for Zhou Xun to use the Thunder Seed Technique.

He immediately clasped his hands together and shouted softly.

"Lei Yin!"

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thousands of thunderbolts descended from the sky, dispersing all the poisonous fog.

The poisonous dragons that pounced on it let out shrill screams the moment they came into contact with the purple lightning, and turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

"interesting!"

A trace of ferocity flashed in King Jiuyou's eyes, and nine skeleton battle flags moved without wind. The human skin phantoms let out a deafening scream, forming a bloody ghost formation in the air.

In the ghost formation, countless evil ghosts holding bone knives swarmed towards Zhou Xun.

He took the opportunity to activate the Netherworld Bone-Eroding Whip, which emitted a strange purple light and smashed down on Zhou Xun's head with the force of thunder.

Zhou Xun's magic formula changed.
"Thunder Sword, condense!"

Then he saw lightning swords gathering in the air, a total of 720 of them, flying up and down around Zhou Xun.

This is exactly the technique he mastered after breaking through the late Nascent Soul stage.
Able to condense lightning from the void into a sword, with extraordinary power.
In this way, even without thunder seeds, you can still perform the Tianyuan Sword Formation and the Sword Shadow Transformation Technique!

Sensing the power of the long whip, Zhou Xun lightly tapped it.
"Sword shadows become one!"

Then, the seven hundred and twenty lightning swords merged into one, turning into a giant lightning sword a hundred feet long, and slashed towards the Netherworld Bone-Erosion Whip!

"boom--"

The heaven and earth shook, a violent energy storm swept in all directions, lightning and ghost energy intertwined and collided, forming a huge energy vortex in mid-air.

King Jiuyou groaned and took three steps back. The light on the whip in his hand dimmed a little. But Zhou Xun did not move at all, and the lightning around him became more and more intense.

"Impossible!" King Jiuyou widened his eyes in disbelief, "Your strength."

Zhou Xun smiled calmly: "Fellow Daoist Jiuyou, it seems that your progress is not as good as mine."

Not only was King Jiuyou surprised, but even he himself was surprised.

Even without the blessing of the Black Thunder Sword and Thunder Seed,
Guang attacked with a lightning sword condensed from his magic power, and its power was many times more powerful than before!
"It's a pity that the Thunder Seed cannot be seen in the light for the time being, otherwise we can keep this Ghost King!"

Thinking of this, the spell in his hand changed again: "Tianyuan Sword Formation, rise!"

Seven hundred and twenty lightning swords dispersed instantly, forming a mysterious sword formation in the void. Each lightning sword emitted purple lightning, surrounding the Nine Nether King.

"You think you can trap me with just a sword formation?"

King Jiuyou roared, and the nine skeleton battle flags suddenly exploded, turning into nine streaks of blood light that merged into his body. His body suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a ferocious ghost king that was a hundred feet tall.

"Nine Nether's true body!"

The Ghost King roared toward the sky, and fiercely tore towards the sword formation with his claws. The huge scaly claws were wrapped with rich ghost energy, and the space was slightly distorted wherever they passed.

Zhou Xun's eyes flashed with lightning, and he pointed his sword: "Thunder Prison, suppress it!"

Seven hundred and twenty lightning swords instantly shone with lightning, interweaving into an impenetrable lightning net. Each lightning contained the most masculine and masculine purple heavenly thunder, the nemesis of the ghost way.

"Shoot-"

The moment the ghost claws touched the lightning net, a sharp corrosion sound was heard, and King Jiuyou let out a painful roar. The giant claws were burned into a bloody mess by the lightning.

"Zhou Xun!" The Ghost King stared at Zhou Xun with his scarlet eyes, "Do you think you can trap me like this?"

He suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and a ball of inky black ghost fire gushed out. In the ghost fire, countless twisted ghost faces could be vaguely seen, emitting piercing screams.

"Nine Netherworld Fire,"

Wherever the will-o'-the-wisp passed, the lightning sword was corroded and its light dimmed. The expression of Master Yan Yang, who was watching the battle, changed:
"Not good! This is the Netherworld Fire that can defile magical weapons!"

"Thunder array, blow it up!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xun snorted coldly and instantly detonated all the lightning.
In an instant, an area of ​​dozens of miles turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

Seven hundred and twenty lightning swords exploded, and the purple divine thunder poured down like a waterfall, colliding with the nine netherworld fires. The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying energy aftermath caused ripples in the surrounding space, and it was almost shattered in the next moment.
The monks who were watching the battle took out their own magical weapons to protect themselves!

The screams of King Jiuyou pierced through the sea of ​​thunder. His hundred-foot-tall Jiuyou true body was shattered into pieces by the lightning, and the ghost fire turned into green smoke in the thunder.

Suddenly, his Nine Nether Real Body was destroyed.
When the smoke cleared, only the disheveled King Jiuyou was left.

His left shoulder was a bloody mess, half of his ghost horn was broken off, his body was covered with charred lightning marks, and the ghost energy around him became chaotic.

"Jiuyou, you lose!"

Zhou Xun was suspended in a high place, looking down, and spoke lightly.

The madness in Jiuyou Wang Yan's eyes became more intense, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed:

"lose?"

"Zhou Xun, do you think you won?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes became fierce, and the Nine Nether Ghost Skull floating above his head burst out with a dazzling dark light. Countless blood-colored runes emerged from the surface of the ghost skull, interweaving into a ghost face that was hundreds of feet long.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost face opened its bloody mouth, and a suction force that swallowed everything suddenly erupted. The spiritual energy, ghost energy, and even the protective energy of the monks watching the battle within a radius of ten miles were madly extracted.

King Jiuyou took the opportunity to steady his body, the chaotic ghost energy around him condensed again, and a new ghost horn slowly grew from the broken horn.

He laughed grimly: "Zhou Xun, this Nine Nether Ghost Skull has been refined by me again, and it is no longer comparable to the initial mastery I had in the past!"

"Today, you will die!"

Before he finished speaking, a jet of dark light spurted out from the ghost face's mouth. Wherever it passed, the space shook.

"Are you the only one who has half a spiritual treasure?"

Zhou Xun chuckled, and when King Jiuyou offered up the Ghost Skull, he also raised the Purple Jade Lightning Spear.

Purple lightning swirled around the tip of the spear, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar.

"Jiuyou, since you are stubborn and refuse to change, today I will let you see what the real treasure of Thunder Dao is!"

Zhou Xun shook his wrist, and the purple jade lightning spear suddenly burst into brilliant lightning. Runes flowed on the spear body, as if it were a living thing, resonating with the magic power in his body.

At the same time, the thunder pool in his body trembled, and the power of thunder essence poured into the purple jade thunder spear.

Finally, this semi-spiritual treasure was successfully activated.
"Thunder Dragon, appear!"

With a low shout, purple lightning suddenly condensed at the tip of the spear, transforming into a hundred-foot-long thunder dragon, baring fangs and claws, roaring out!

Wherever the Thunder Dragon passed, the space trembled, and the ghost energy dissipated. The dark light column was torn apart in an instant like paper in front of the Thunder Dragon!
"What?!" King Jiuyou's pupils suddenly shrank and he was shocked.

He thought that the Nine Nether Ghost Skull would be enough to suppress Zhou Xun, but he didn't expect that the power of the Purple Jade Lightning Spear far exceeded his expectations!
The Thunder Dragon continued to move forward with unabated momentum, charging straight at King Jiuyou's face!

"Damn it!" King Jiuyou cursed angrily, and hastily summoned the Nine Nether Ghost Skull to block in front of him.
"boom--!"

The thunder dragon hit the ghost skull, causing a deafening roar, and a huge force acted on King Jiuyou.
He groaned, and flew backwards with a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Impossible! How can this lightning spear be so powerful that it can't even defeat my Nine Nether Ghost Skull!" He was filled with shock and anger, unable to believe it.

Zhou Xun sneered, and made hand gestures with one hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Thunder Domain, open!"

In an instant, with him as the center, the area within a radius of dozens of miles was covered with thunderclouds and lightning like a sea, and the entire world seemed to have turned into a world of thunder!
"Jiuyou, today I will let you know that the human race cannot be underestimated!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xun raised his hand and stabbed out with a spear. The thunder power in the thunder domain gathered madly and turned into a thousand-foot-long lightning pillar that fell down with a loud bang!

King Jiuyou's face changed drastically, and he hastily urged the Jiuyou Ghost Skull to resist. However, the power of the lightning pillar was too terrifying, and the blood-colored runes on the surface of the ghost skull shattered bit by bit, and the ghost light quickly dimmed.

"puff--!"

King Jiuyou spat out another mouthful of black blood, staggered backward, and his breath became extremely weak.

"Zhou Xun. You." He gritted his teeth, with a hint of fear flashing across his face!
Zhou Xun looked indifferent, and pointed his purple jade lightning spear at King Jiuyou.

"Today, stay here!"

As soon as the words fell, the purple jade lightning spear in his hand turned into a stream of purple light, suddenly crossing a distance of a thousand feet and appearing a few feet in front of him.

Stabbed towards his head!

King Jiuyou's face changed drastically, and a sense of death enveloped him.
"Do not--"

Just as the lightning spear was about to hit him, a huge pressure descended from the sky.

A ghost claw suddenly appeared in front of him, flicked his finger,
"Ding!"

The purple jade lightning spear flew back.

"The Ghost King!"

The monks watching the battle from afar changed color, and the four great commanders were even more like they were facing a formidable enemy, with magic power surging around them, ready to attack at any time.
Zhou Xun's pupils shrank, and his body retreated a hundred feet in an instant. The Purple Jade Lightning Spear drew an arc in the air and fell steadily back into his hand, and then quickly retreated.

"You hurt my ghost clan and still want to escape?"

A thousand-foot-long ghost hand appeared above Zhou Xun's head, pressing down on him like a mountain!

Sensing this pressure, Zhou Xun's face changed drastically.

At this critical moment, a long Buddhist chant suddenly sounded between heaven and earth:

"Amitabha--"

A brilliant golden Buddha light descended from the sky and transformed into a huge golden lotus platform, which firmly supported the sky-covering ghost hand.

Wherever the Buddha's light shines, the ghostly aura melts like ice and snow, making a "hissing" sound.

"The Human Race's Heavenly Sovereign!" King Jiuyou's face suddenly changed, with a hint of fear in his voice.

I saw an old man in a plain white robe coming in the air. He had a fair complexion and an extraordinary temperament.
With every step they took, a golden lotus bloomed under their feet. With every step they took, a lotus bloomed, and in the blink of an eye they had reached the center of the battlefield.

"It is beneath your dignity to bully the weak with your strength." Yun Ku Tianjun's voice was calm, but it carried unquestionable majesty.

The thousand-foot ghost hand trembled violently, and finally shattered. A cold snort came from the void: "Yun Ku, you come so fast!"

Yun Ku Tian Jun smiled slightly: "Since you are here, how can I not be here?"

The ghost god was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly: "Zhou Xun, you are lucky today!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, rolled up the Nine Nether King, turned into a faint light, and disappeared into the void.

Upon seeing this, the rest of the ghost army fled in panic. The morale of the human cultivators was greatly boosted, and their cheers resounded through the sky.

Zhou Xun said respectfully: "Thank you, Lord Tian, ​​for your help."

Yun Ku Tianjun waved his hand and took Zhou Xun with him. After a few breaths, they arrived at his cave.
Looking at Zhou Xun in front of him, Yun Ku Tianjun sighed:

"You're in trouble!"

(End of this chapter)